C2739 Dragon Vein
C2739 Dragon Vein
Lu Yu was a formation grandmaster himself. He could observe the wind, water, and terrain, and observe everything around him.
He had come here to trick the eagle-faced god into coming here, and to invite him into the trap.
Sure enough, the eagle-faced god had fallen into his trap, and was now engaged in a fierce battle with Lu Yu.
This was the place that Lu Yu had specially chosen. Naturally, he would not hold back anymore. He had to kill the eagle-faced god here. Otherwise, given how crazy this god was, it was very likely that he would do anything.
"Roar!"
Several dragon veins opened their mouths wide and bit at the image of the divine eagle in the sky. It was actually torn apart by the dragon veins.
The dragon veins did not stop. In an instant, the eagle-faced god was completely submerged.
"Damn it! Damn it! How dare you use the ley line, you lowly thing! "
The eagle-faced god was furious and let out a furious roar.
On his back, there were two huge wings that were four or five meters long. Each of them seemed to be cast from gold, and they were shining with a dazzling golden light.
The two wings kept flapping, and suddenly, a fierce wind started blowing around the eagle-faced god.
The wind was like the sound of thousands of swords ringing. In an instant, it created endless storms in the surroundings.
"Little bastard, when I come out, it will be the time of your death!" The eagle-faced god had a ferocious look on his face. His eyes were filled with endless killing intent as he looked at Lu Yu.
Every time he used his wings, a wild gale would sweep across the surrounding dragon veins, as if he really had the momentum to rush out.
"You won't be able to get out."
Lu Yu's eyes were cold. He pointed at the sky and said indifferently, "Four seas and eight seas. The Water Dragon Vein has gathered under my command!"
The words of the Martial Sacred Realm resounded in the surroundings.
This was the ultimate move of the ancient Martial Sacred Realm, the Martial Sacred Realm.
Lu Yu already had the ability to control the ley line, thus using the words of the Martial Sacred Realm was even more powerful.
In an instant, the surrounding ocean started boiling, and the ley lines rose into the air, biting towards the eagle-faced God.
In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the silhouettes of the ley lines were everywhere in the sky.
These dragon veins floated in the void. The scene was extremely shocking.
And the surrounding sea surface had already set off monstrous waves, as if it was the end of hell.
Not far away, a ship was forcing its way through the air with great difficulty.
On the ship, all of Fu Lu's defenses had already been activated, shining with a dazzling light everywhere on the railing.
On the bow and the stern of the ship, there was a light black floating stone each, allowing the ship to barely maintain its balance.
There were dozens of cultivators standing on the deck, and each of them had Fu Lu controlling the ship, trying his best to maintain the ship's operation.
These cultivators seemed to be the servants of a large family, all of them wearing neat clothing.
In the cabin, there was a young man in white who looked out of the window with a worried expression on his face.
"Young master, this kind of weather often appears in this sea region. Don't worry, nothing will happen." An old servant stood beside Zhang Heng and spoke warmly.
Zhang Heng's face still had a bit of immaturity as he lightly said, "Uncle Fu, you know, I'm not worried about this matter."
"Young Master, don't worry. Even if this old man were to put his life on the line, I will definitely make Young Master fight for the position of Family Head!" The old man's face turned red, and he spoke in a hoarse voice.
Zhang Heng shook his head bitterly. "Our family is nothing compared to the others. If I don't have enough strength, I won't be able to defend the Immortal Weapon. I'm afraid that this time, the elders of the family won't be willing to give me the Immortal Weapon either. "